Waking Up Poem by Murphy Payne

Waking Up

Rating: 4.8


Waking up
By the touch of your hands
Rubbing my back and
Searching gently for that itch
You didn’t know I had

There is one there
A little more to my left
If I could only speak
So early dear

I turn my head
And let go a sigh
You know it’s working
As I contemplate a rise

Almost there to that sacred spot
Where my chill bumps wait
To be released
From their captive

Here they come
We rise with joy
Good morning world
We are one

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Louis Cecile 16 March 2011

I like the way a scene is built here in the poem for a common daily occurence. I can see the scene in the mind and can smile at it, which shows how excellently it has been written.

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Murphy Payne

Murphy Payne

Laurens County, South Carolina
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